The End of an Era

Last week I sat on my friend’s carpet drinking wine and catching up. It was the same house our group of friends have spent many nights in, celebrating various milestones, birthdays, and baby showers. A few of our friends were missing, that’s to be expected these days. Where we used to be a tight knit group, dinner together once a week was the norm, everyone has spiraled out to their own paths. It’s bittersweet. There are so many days that I wish we were all still knotted up in our little town waiting for all of these wonderful life changes, I miss our little hopeful family. There is so much space between us all now that it is all unfolding, and it truly is unfolding better than we ever could have imagined.

Different floor, two years ago. We like sitting on floors apparently:)
Different floor, two years ago. We like sitting on floors apparently:)
Crazy kids!
Crazy kids!
Also eating on the floor, the day we were attacked by Land Piranha.
Also eating on the floor, the day we were attacked by Land Piranha.

 

I sat on the floor while TWO of our miracle babies slept soundly on their mamas. There is nothing more beautiful than seeing these ladies become the mothers that they dreamed to be.

Sleepy babies and happy mamas
Sleepy babies and happy mamas

 

One of our very own is leaving the state to go conquer Oregon. Who is going to show up to our parties an hour late now? Who is going to scout out the good wine at Gerrards? Who is going to wrap us up in squishy hugs and squeeze our elbow skin (barf)?  While I will miss you, I am so so excited for your opportunity to follow your dreams.

You still have to come home for pool parties, Mama Otter!
You still have to come home for pool parties, Mama Otter!

 

So many festivities have come and gone with you girls. We have celebrated most birthdays and holidays together, including silly rooftop picnics for Summer Solstice. Can we all plan to Skype eachother for future events? Will it be the same?

Sissy's birthday a million years ago
Sissy’s birthday a million years ago
The year I almost killed everyone with mulled wine. Whoopsiedoodle!
The year I almost killed everyone with mulled wine. Whoopsiedoodle!

 

There was the year we didn’t have a wedding…

Better Than A Wedding Party
Better Than A Wedding Party

 

… And the year that we did!

The actual wedding, I didn't steal any cookies from this party...
The actual wedding, I didn’t steal any cookies from this party…

 

I hope we never stop finding ways to be close to each other, even when miles and time restraints get in the way…

We always have technology on our side!
We always have technology on our side!

 

So until we can all be together again, remember our rooftop days. I love you Dolls!

Longest days of Summer:)
Longest days of Summer:)

 

 

 

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